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Harry Potter and the accidental casting. Chapter 15

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Harry Potter and the accidental casting. Chapter 15

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In the second year of Hogwarts, long before the accident that gave Harry his lengthy gift, Harry, Ron and Hermione attempted to find information on the Chamber of Secrets. To that end Hermione brewed a polyjuice potion so they could spy on Malfoy.

Only something went wrong. Hermione potion was not tainted, as she had thought, with the hair of Millicent Bulstrode, but the girls cat. Because the potion was not meant to be used on animals Hermione was stuck looking like a half-cat / half-human hybrid long after the potion was supposed to have worn off.

So Hermione was stuck in the hospital wing for weeks and weeks on end as she waited for the effects to be reversed. A slow process it seemed, because no one knew exactly what they were doing. A cure for animal tainted polyjuice had never been created before because no one had made the mistake before. So Madam Pomfrey, who had accepted their excuse of ‘trying to get extra credit by making such a difficult potion’. They all knew she didn’t believe them but, knowing she would get the truth, she accepted their excuse. She’d seen weirder things during her tenure at Hogwarts anyway.

Harry and Ron visited almost every night, bringing homework, explaining their lessons for the day and occasionally commenting on how short Hermione’s fur was getting and how much closer to the side of her head her ears were becoming. Whether these comments were true or not, they were nice to say.

They had visited almost every night, except for this week. This week Madam Pomfrey had stopped them at the door. Took their homework assignments from them with impatience and sent them away again without so much as a glance inside the hospital wing. She gave no reason and the only answers to their questions was “a delicate time.”

Except tonight the boys had received an owl from the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey had stated that they could visit Hermione tonight, for a short time, after lights out. She gave them permission to be out of bed for the length of the visit. But still they moved through the corridors quietly. They doubted someone like Filch would listen to their excuses and would drag them straight to the headmaster or, worse, professor Snape. In the confusion they would lose their chance to visit Hermione for the first time in a week. While they might not have openly said it out loud they missed her and they both knew it.

“Wonder why we haven’t been able to see her?” Ron whispered as they paced down the corridor as quickly as they could while maintaining silence.

“Who knows?” Harry whispered back. “Maybe she just didn’t look good. Some weird stage in turning back to human. If she thought she looked ugly she wouldn’t want to be seen. Girls are weird like that.”

They turned down a hallway and went through the door to the hospital wing. The candle were out and the place was dark except for the moon light that streamed in through the windows. The room seemed to be be completely empty.

Ron looked at Harry. “What-”

“Colloportus!” A voice interrupted. The massive door behind the two boys locked with a very loud click. There was movement in the shadows. Something large, human shaped.

“Hermione?” Harry asked, fearing something worse. Like the thing that had been taking out students.

“You haven’t visited.” Came Hermione’s voice. She sounded weird, like she was almost in pain.

“Sorry.” Said Ron almost immediately. “But Madam Pomfrey wouldn’t let us in.”

The shape in the shadow’s moved around a little more. “I know.” Hermione said. There was a little less pain and now something else in her tone of voice. Somewhere between happy and caring.

“But she said we could visit now.” Ron said.

“No she didn’t” Hermione said in a sing-song voice. “I sent the owl. Madam Pomfrey is out collecting herbs with Professor Sprout and then she’ll be brewing healing potions all night with professor Snape.” She laughed lightly. It sounded very disturbing. “So they’ll be no interruptions.”

“Interruptions?!” Harry and Ron said together, very worried.

“Madam Pomfrey wouldn’t let you visit,” She giggled a little more. “because this is the week Millicents cat is in heat.”

She stepped into a pool of the moonlight pouring in through the largest of the windows. Ron and Harry gasped loudly in shock. Hermione was completely naked. Her body was still covered with a fine layer of fur but it did noting to hide her body parts. She was still very cattish in her face, her ears still pointed and high, her eyes were large and yellow and her nose small pert. But that only seemed to make her more beautiful. Her tail swished slowly side to side above her bare backside. Despite their shock Harry and Ron’s eyes automatically drifted over her moonlit naked body. The tiny, pert, breasts just starting to develop. The nipples were so hard they almost looked painful. The smooth curves of her thin, young, form and especially down to between her legs to her exposed pussy. The hair was only a very fine layer around her region and Harry swore he could see her juices glistening in the light.

“She tried to keep me away from everyone until it was over. But I can’t wait anymore.” She said to them in sultry, almost begging tones. “These feelings. They’re driving me insane.” Her hands started wandering over her body. One found her pert breast and started massaging the hard nipple between her fingers. She gasped and moaned softly as it sent tingles through her body. “I try and try to relieve myself.” Her other hand strayed down between her legs and brushed lightly at her lips. “I can’t keep my hands off me.” She felt the heat of her sex, it was almost burning her. So hot and wet her fingers were covered in her juices within seconds of that first touch. “But no matter how much I try I can’t stop. The feelings only get stronger.” She pinched at her clit and her legs shook, almost falling away under her. “Then I remembered you two.” She glared at them lustfully. Her fingers still played with her pussy lips

Harry and Ron stared, wide eyed at the display in front of them. Both felt their cocks growing hard, rising up and making their clothing feel tighter by the passing second.

“Hermione.” Harry began. He felt like his clothes were trying to crush his cock and he could feel his urges telling him to go for her, to fuck her. He was still hanging on to his senses, but only just. “You’re not well….You’ll regret this when you’re yourself again.” He thought about grabbing his wand to open the door himself.

Hermione let out a long moan as a wave of pleasure shook her body. Her fingers had slid inside her cunt and she had squeezed her clit at the same time. “No Harry. I won’t.” She stated defiantly. She moved across the room with almost inhuman speed. She was in front of Harry and Ron before they had chance to blink. Pushing them hard she drove them into the door. She sniffed and nuzzled their cheeks. Her hands drifted down their chests slowly, feeling their bodies through their clothes. “You think I cannot see what you really feel?” She reached between their legs and found their hard members. “My eyes are so much better now. This room is as bright as the great hall with all the candles lit to me. I saw them growing hard the second you saw me.” She gripped their cocks through their jeans, rubbing the length of their shafts with her strong fingers. “I can smell your arousal. It’s making me so hot. So wet. I never thought…never knew…lust felt like this.” She licked their cheeks. First Ron and then Harry. “I need you. You’re making me worse.” She nipples lightly at their ear lobes for a few seconds. Again, Ron was first and then Harry. “You can’t leave me like this. It’s inhuman.”

But she seemed to be making the decision for them. Her hand had strayed from Harry’s cock just long enough for her to find his wand. Quick as a flash she’d pulled it out of his robes and threw it across the room. Ron hadn’t brought his. A good thing. The thing was broken and they didn’t need it malfunctioning. It’d probably set the room on fire or something.

Harry realised that, working together, he and Ron could probably overpower Hermione. But then what? Would she follow them? Or would she wander the castle until she ran into some other unfortunate soul. He glanced at Ron and knew there would be no help there. His eyes were fixed on Hermione’s tits. His hand had strayed up halfway toward them, then he’d hesitated. Hermione saw the hesitation and grabbed his hand, taking it the rest of the course and putting it on her breast. His hands were warm and strong and when it started to move the palm rubbed her nipple in a way that sent powerful tingles through her body. “Just like that.” She gasped at him. Her own hand had returned to the hard organ between his legs. It felt like a piece of stone in his jeans. So unbelievably hard and it felt huge. Six inches at least and very fat, almost an inch wide. Harry’s felt just as big, not quite as wide and just a little longer. Not by much but she’d noticed after her lengthy examinations. She felt her hot juices running down her leg, she couldn’t wait any longer. She had to see those cocks.

She dropped down to her knees. She hated leaving Ron’s palm behind but the goal was something much better. Her hands moved quickly, hoping that she could get open their jeans before Harry and Ron got over their shock and tried to stop her. She popped the buttons and yanked down the flies. Their cocks rose out into the new free space and away from their cloth prisons. Ron’s pushed past the loose elastic waistband of his underwear and Harry’s was making an effort to do the same. She pulled down their jeans, taking them to the boys knees and did the same with their underwear. She took a second to stare at the poles of meat she had released. Ron’s was just over six inches long, Harry’s less than a centimetre shorter. Ron’s half an inch wide, and Harry’s only a little thinner. They both stood proud and tall and rock hard. She could see the veins, throbbing, dark and thick against the pale skin of their flesh. They were simply beautiful.

To be coninued

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